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He was destined to be King. She was never meant to exist. Aeloria has spent centuries hiding the truth of her blood - a legacy tied to the very darkness threatening Middle-earth. She does not belong. She does not stay. She does not love. Until Estel. Across decades, friendship becomes something far more dangerous - a bond built on patience, trust, and stolen moments beneath the stars. But the shadow remembers its own. And this time, it has come to claim her. ✨✨✨ A story of shadow-born shame, star-lit longing, and a love that chooses the light anyway. ⸻ ⚠ Spoilers Ahead This fic references a major reveal from The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power that is central to Aeloria's story. While the series itself is not fully retold, one important twist will not remain hidden. Consider this your gentle warning beneath the stars ✨

In the wake of a dark and grimy cell of Mirkwood, you find yourself in a sticky situation. You are [Y/n], the last daughter of Izalith, the Witch of Chaos, and this 'chaos blood' runs in your blood strongly as it did with all of your deceased siblings. It's a festering disease you aim to control, after disrupting the Elven Peace and almost getting killed by the King of Mirkwood. Luckily for you, a second chance at life had found its way into your reaches, granted by a certain wizard; Gandalf the Grey, protector of Middle Earth professes that [Y/n] can heal from her dark heritage, and instead become the saviour of dark times through fighting a greater evil; Lord Sauron. Upon finding yourself join the Fellowship thinking all was going well, you can't help but notice the livid glares of a certain blonde elf. Your gaze turns to meet the eyes of Legolas. Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood, knows who you are and detests you for it. Prove yourself, [Y/n]. Prove that blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb. 𐬺𞠬𐬺 Hello! This is an xReader for feminine persons, and it involves a ton of inspiration from Dark Souls, so yeah, if you're reading this and thinking; "Izalith? Isn't that the witch from that one game?"- to that I say, yes it is. I'm a huge geek for that trilogy... Also this is based off both the book AND movies. I'm hoping to capture quality realism in this book, since I never read a fanfic that feels genuine or authentic in the way characters would act, or speak. My writing isn't used to formality, imma try my best to make it sound like Middle Earth speech, but if you see any mistakes, please for the love of Eru, point it out and give me advice!!!! Other than that, if you have any questions, ask on my feed, and I'll answer it on here (if it's a popular question). Prepare for deep lore and symbolism!! There's a reason for everything that happens in this book, and you are the main focus of it all. THANKS FOR READING!!! BYEE

A Boromir x Reader fanfic ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ In light of the Ring falling into the hands of a young hobbit, the Fellowship of the Ring is born. Yet, another story remains untold. A story of acceptance, love, tragedy, and above all, hope. Join me, as we follow the journey of Boromir and YN, whose paths have yet to reveal themselves.

𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐢 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝? in which the restless spirits of those once living, linger in the presence of a girl seemingly unremarkable. the lord of the rings: tt-rotk théodred x fem!oc 12/04/23 - ???

【Ｗｅｌｃｏｍｅ　ｔｏ　ｔｈｅ　Ｍａｄｈｏｕｓｅ】 𝒯𝐻𝐼𝒮 𝑀𝒜𝒴 𝒪𝑅 𝑀𝒜𝒴 𝒩𝒪𝒯 𝒮𝒫𝒪𝐼𝐿 𝒯𝐻𝐸 𝐼𝑀𝒜𝒢𝐼-𝒩𝒜𝒯𝐼𝒪𝒩 𝒮𝒯𝒪𝑅𝒴. 𝑅𝐸𝒜𝒟 𝒜𝒯 𝒴𝒪𝒰𝑅 𝒪𝒲𝒩 𝑅𝐼𝒮𝒦, 𝐻𝒪𝑀𝐸𝐵𝒪𝒴𝒮 𝒜𝒩𝒟 𝐻𝒪𝑀𝐸𝒢𝐼𝑅𝐿𝒮! This is where the random junk goes. ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴɪɴɢꜱ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴀɴᴏɴ. also, ｓｍｉｌｅ ｆｏｒ Ｈａｕｒｃｈｅｆａｎｔ, please and thank you.

Eritrea is the last of her once mighty race. She took part in Thorin's quest to reclaim Erebor, finding love in Kili Durin. When he died she was broken. Legolas helped her but she still kept her heart closed off. Together they went in search of Strider, they all became fast friends. Leaving the safety of Rivendell she went to an old friend's birthday party, where she got swept up in a new quest. She fights to keep her friends alive, and discovers something she never knew about herself as well as something she never thought she would have. This story is written in first person but please don't hold that against it. Its not that bad once the actually story gets going

A path had been cut through the wheat field, not wide, just enough to show a person had entered. Rosie followed the path of broken stems to what at first glance was a bundle of clothes. She took her walking cane and gave it a gentle poke. In a flash the bundle took the form of a child, moving away with tiny hands raised over their grubby face. It was a girl, long tangled hair blown about her face, obscuring the layer of grime that was only broken by tear tracks; her clothes were of the wintertime that passed several months ago and her cheekbones were more pronounced than they should ever be on one so young. At her age, she should be cherubic, but instead, she reminded Rosie of a walking skeleton. The girl whimpered as if expecting a blow. Rosie fell slowly to her knees - though she was only a few inches taller than the human child to begin with - so as not to spook the child; she palled her lunch from her basket and held out her hand, "Are you hungry?" The child let her hands fall and she simply stared at the Hobbit in front of her, the child stood so still, unsure if Rosie was friend or foe. The old Hobbit sat up and backed away, letting the girl come forwards. When the apple was gone the child began to cry and came to Rose with arms open wide. She did not know it yet but the young girl clinging to the front of her apron would live a life of adventures one could only dream of...

Thalia never expected to wake up in the middle of the Shire-muddy, confused, and very much not in her own world. But after stumbling into the world of The Hobbit, she quickly realizes that she's not dreaming... and this adventure is all too real. When Gandalf himself declares her the final member of Thorin Oakenshield's company, Thalia is swept into a tale she thought she knew-only now, she has to live it. Armed with little more than her backpack, sarcasm, and half-remembered plot points, she must navigate dwarven suspicion, looming danger, and the terrifying truth that one misstep could unravel the story... or cost her life. With no way back but to see the story through to the end, Thalia is faced with a choice: survive the journey as it was written-or find the courage to change it. A modern girl. A legendary quest. A retelling like no other.

Astella, Lord Celeborn and the Lady Galadriel's younger daughter, is an adventerous and energetic elf. She had always wished for more than her life cooped up in the forest. Finally, after hundreds of years an opportunity arrises and she takes it, though she didn't expect it would turn out the way it did. Legolas and Astella had been the best of friends as children, until they were split for the most of their lives, resulting in them meeting again on a day that would decide their fate.

This is a book I have created to exchange stories with @ilovetodrawalot. If you are a LOTR fan,(or particularly) a Legolas fan, this book is for you! Have no worries. My books are clean. Yes, all the way. If you are sensitive to gore and deep suffering, please read no further! 😊 I try to be very realistic. All credit goes the literary genius J.R.R.Tolkien. ✨ I sincerely hope that you will enjoy this as much as I will.

Rivendell and Mirkwood are on the brink of war. There is only one way to ensure the safety of each kingdom, but at what cost? *CURRENTLY ON HOLD FOR SOME EDITING/REVISION AND OTHER STUFF* Chapters Edited: 4/10 ~ I do not own these characters. All credit goes to J.R.R. Tolkien and his amazing work. My apologies in advance for any mistakes in the original lore.

It had been four months. Four months since their return to the Shire. And yet, it had felt like years. There they all were, sitting in The Green Dragon. Frodo exhaled, taking in his surroundings. Merry and Pippin danced around, their arms linked, laughing as if there wasn't a single care in the world. Frodo glanced at the beautiful, gleaming golden rings on both their fingers. They had gotten married two months ago. And Sam had proposed to Rosie only yesterday, who had happily agreed. Now, they sat in the corner of the room, giggling and whispering. As Frodo glanced at them, he felt a tiny lump forming in his throat. No. Tiny isn't the right way to put it. And, once again, Frodo Baggins has managed to lie to himself. Samwise Gamgee, with his short red curls and his kelly eyes. He was always so close to him, no matter how far away he was. Yet, now that Sam was in the corner of the room, laughing so hard his throat would shortly go dry, Frodo had never felt so distant. He knew he had to be happy for Sam. But why did it feel like the hardest thing in the world? ... Frodo Baggins struggles with conflicting feelings about Samwise Gamgee's marriage to Rosie Cottons. NOTE: The cover art does not belong to me.

[Bagginshield Modern!Au] After watching his life and career as a lawyer in Chicago crumble, Bilbo Baggins decides to return to Omaha to his parents, with many regrets and zero ideas about what to do with himself now that he must start over. But a setback forces him to stop in the small, quiet town of Hobbiton, Iowa, where he ends up crossing paths with Sheriff Thorin Oakenshield. Taciturn, charming, and decidedly out of his depth. Amidst roosters with hidden talents, half-deaf clerks, and the best coffee you will ever taste, Bilbo discovers that it's never too late to pursue what makes you happy. And that, sometimes, you have to rely on a broken sat-nav to find yourself. A bittersweet comedy about what's left when all seems lost and about the kind of love that comes when you weren't looking for it.

First, there was nothing... Then there were the Ainur, the Valar, and the Maiar. These gods watched over the lands and ensured their safety. But the world grew. More planets and realms appeared, and the gods could no longer watch over the lands. So the gods created the Wizards, and Men. The gods gave each species land to rule, and rule they did. They watched over the lands the best they could. Even so, slowly but surely, evil found its way into the lands. This caused war and death. But the men, and wizards rid the land of the evil and began to create races to watch over the land that they couldn't, to ensure evil could not return. They created the Elemental Nymphs to watch over the forests, and the fairies to watch over the grass lands, and the pixies, to roam the mountains. And also the elves to ensure the lands beauty. Now the pixies live deep in the Fangorn, undisturbed, peaceful, and alone. Until the most unlikely of people come and ask for their help... the prince of the woodland realm himself seeks the pixies help. Because the ring that was thought to be lost in the ground, has been found, and the darkness is creeping back into middle earth, so the pixies join the fellowship to save middle earth, and start the war that will either put the darkness at bay, or put the darkness on top.

Meltellaro has lived for an age, learning and growing in the hidden realm of Imladris. An elf, he gravitated toward healing, and grew skilled with dual sword fighting. He saw peace for most of his days. And when that peace was threatened by the return of a shadow all thought was gone, Meltellaro knew he had to do something to combat it. [lotr] [boromir x oc]

Eleniel was born after an unlikely night between two friends. However, her birth has brought life back to Mirkwood and to a certain elvenking. Her life there is quiet and she is a respected princess to her people. But with the growing threat of darkness, many start to see a quiet fire in her icy blue eyes.

Numenor in the days of Ar-Pharazon the Golden is a dark and dangerous place. Evil had the King's unquestioning ear. The greatest race of Humanity fears the Darkness, and people will do the unthinkable for fear. For one innocent child, the struggle between Light and Dark, Truth and Secret, will define her very existence

Although it's been many years since the movies came out, my love of it still stands! Feel free to make any requests! I have to admit, I feel like quite a bit of these stories will definitely include Aragorn. I mean, who doesn't like him? <3 I had a crush on him as a kid (still kinda do, ngl) and now that I'm able to make fantasies come to life by writing them, hopefully these stories will fullfil your desires! *** I DO NOT own any LOTR characters, J. R. R. Tolkien does Please check out my other fanfics/stories! - HP Universe - Stranger Things - Hopefully someday Supernatural or Marvel!

(Hate story+Love story) Elen is not a princess, nor a bride..she is a warrior, a swordmaster and in every elf eye she is just an ordinary commander she_elf. But in reality, she is something Far darker.

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